Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2211 - 2211 2201 Driven to Another World

2211: Chapter 2201: Driven to Another World 2211: Chapter 2201: Driven to Another World The Demon Soldiers around also stopped to watch the battle between the two men, laughing at the idea.

How could they join such an immortal fight?

They were lucky to not be affected themselves.

“Die!”

Blood Shadow uttered a simple character, and then was sent flying with a punch from Long Yan.

Long Yan clearly did not want to waste words with Blood Shadow, concentrating the light from the Demon Spear in his hand, sweeping out a Spear Light that was intense enough to obscure the sun, nearly severing Blood Shadow’s body in the air, causing it to fall to the ground in tatters.

“Roar!”

Shaking his head, Blood Shadow got up as if nothing had happened, and ran towards Long Yan again.

It’s truly a zombie body, even the Array Clan Sacred Artifact Qilin Blood Demon Gun was not enough to kill him outright.

A large amount of blood flowed from Blood Shadow’s body, forming a small blood lake centered around him in an instant.

Very quickly, this blood lake extended under Long Yan’s feet, the thick blood formed a crimson cage, trapping Long Yan’s body inside.

With the light of the stars converging in his hand, the sky full of stars fell on the blood lake with dazzling light, immediately stirring up countless waves from the calm blood lake.

The sounds of explosions came from within the lake, and the Blood Fiend Wolf’s figure emerged from the blood lake, rushing towards Long Yan.

The tumultuous blood waves, carrying great force, aimed to smash Long Yan into smithereens.

However, the corner of Long Yan’s mouth lifted in a cold smirk.

Even the Blood River Ancestor’s Crimson Sun could be absorbed by him, what was this small blood river in comparison?

A great suction force emitted from the Demon Spear, and the surrounding light danced, flickering towards the spear like small sprites.

Even though Blood Shadow lacked emotions, witnessing this scene he could not help but feel utterly shocked; the blood river he created was completely absorbed by Long Yan.

Long Yan looked at Blood Shadow’s position, transformed into a bolt of lightning, and charged towards Blood Shadow.

The blood river was a manifestation of Blood Shadow’s skill, and the Demon Spear absorbed decades of his strength.

Now, Blood Shadow withered away, resembling an old man in his twilight years.

Right fist clenched, Long Yan held the Demon Spear upside down in his left hand, and threw a powerful punch at Blood Shadow.

The fist, flashing with crimson light, penetrated Blood Shadow, and in a flash, Long Yan’s fist appeared on Blood Shadow’s back.

This sudden scene bewildered the Corpse King; Blood Shadow’s residual life force rapidly draining away.

Deprived of the Blood River, he was even less than a regular zombie, pierced through by a single punch from Long Yan.

The entire battlefield fell silent.

One must know, when Long Yan quickly dealt with the initial gray shadow it was one thing, but this was one of the Twelve Corpse Generals under the Corpse King, pierced through by a single punch from Long Yan, demonstrating a terrifying level of strength.

Jingzhe gasped in shock.

He knew well the strength of the Zombie Clan within Demon Mountain, and doubted he had much chance against Blood Shadow himself, but Long Yan managed to kill a Corpse General single-handedly, leaving Jingzhe speechless.

“Good, very good.”

The Corpse King’s eyes gleamed maliciously, seeing Long Yan still active on the battlefield, he wanted to devour him alive.

Although he wasn’t afraid of going to war with the entire Demon Race, he also didn’t want to give others a reason to criticize him, restraining his impulse to strike.

Jingzhe saw his own forces retreating step by step under Long Yan’s lone assault, whether zombies or monsters, none could withstand even a single round against Long Yan, quickly losing their lives to the Demon Spear in his hand.

In these two battles, a name was forcibly engraved in the hearts of all Demon Race—Long Yan, a single man who stood against tens of thousands of troops, truly deserving the title of War God.

“War God!”

“War God!”

Someone took the lead in shouting this, and all the soldiers from Chu Official City’s defense forces followed, yelling.

Xing Rou’s voice was nearly hoarse from shouting, Long Yan’s battle saved countless lives of the Chu Official City defense forces, he truly deserved this title.

Jingzhe’s defeat was destined; without strategy, relying solely on numbers to win was simply too difficult, and Long Yan’s arrival also shattered his dream of becoming the Demon King.

Long Yan landed in front of Jingzhe, still surrounded by a swirling murderous aura.

The demon soldiers around blocked Jingzhe’s path, knowing full well they were no match but still stood in front of Jingzhe unhesitatingly.

“It doesn’t matter.”

In an instant, Jingzhe seemed to have aged several years.

He knew that if Long Yan wanted to kill him, everyone present, including the Corpse King standing next to him now, could not save his life.

“Do you want to change the situation in Gigantic King City?”

Long Yan sheathed his Demon Spear; his visit was not intended for a fight.

Seeing Long Yan showing no malice, the surrounding demon soldiers also sheathed their weapons, as they had no desire to battle with this demon god-like man.

“What nonsense are you talking about?”

Jingzhe looked at Long Yan as if he were a fool.

Change the situation?

How could that be possible?

Easy to say, but if changing the situation were feasible, would they still need to reduce their population through internal wars?

“Whether you believe it or not, if you don’t, then forget it.

If you do, come with me to Gigantic King City to discuss it.”

Long Yan then made a gesture of invitation.

He didn’t actually want to invite Jingzhe, but if only the lives of people in Chu Official City were to improve, wars would still occur.

This method only treats the symptoms, not the root cause.

Jingzhe thought carefully, still that same fact; if Long Yan wanted to kill him, no one around could stop him.

Right now, he gently nodded his head.

“My lord, this…”

The Dog Head Military Adviser beside him wanted to say something but was silenced by the fierce aura emanating from Long Yan.

At this moment, the Corpse King, who had been watching for a long time, stepped forward.

His blood-red eyes did not hide his hatred for Long Yan.

This man had gained his reputation by stepping on the title of the Corpse Generals of Demon Mountain.

Thinking of Blood Shadow, pain flickered in the Corpse King’s heart.

It was not easy to cultivate a Corpse General; he had taken so long to cultivate twelve, but today Long Yan had destroyed one.

“What is your name.”

The cold voice carried an overpowering tone.

The high-standing Corpse King didn’t seem to be asking but rather commanding Long Yan.

Long Yan had noticed the Corpse King from the beginning.

Seeing the Corpse King speak, a faint smile appeared on Long Yan’s face; he had never been intimidated by the strong.

“Long Yan.”

“I will remember you.

When you have time, come to the Corpse Cave of Demon Mountain.

I will make a perfect zombie out of you.”

The Corpse King’s words carried a threatening message, warning Long Yan not to give him a chance; otherwise, he would surely turn Long Yan into a zombie.

Facing the Corpse King’s threat, Long Yan just smiled.

“Does a creature driven to another world still have the right to speak arrogantly?”